The middle-aged man's eyes immediately lit up, as if he had never seen so much money before. "Is that for me?"
"Of course." The man of sacrifice laughed as he pulled the middle-aged man to the side to hide, so that no one would see him talking to the man by the roadside. "I needed to ask you something."
"Alright, alright." The middle-aged man became more easy going. "If I know anything, I will tell you." He even hurriedly put away the twenty silver like it was made of treasure.
"Then I'll have to thank you in advance. May I ask your name?"
"My surname is Jiang."
"Which village are you in?"
"Willow Village."
That's right, this extremely burly farmer was Jiang of Willow Village.
Jiang was also going to visit his relatives today. He was going to his wife's sister's house for lunch. His wife and child had already gone over. He wanted to go with her, but he had a stomachache and stayed in the toilet for a while.
